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silvervi Jan 8
I can think many different and contrary things. But I choose what I believe.
...and what I further turn into actions.
silvervi Dec 2024
Once anxiety hits in
It spreads around like lava
Projecting negativity
And causing so much drama

So I increase awareness
To end this pattern's madness
Restoring back my mindset
Slowing down, gentle reset

Breathing consciously
I remind myself
I am the one responsible
For my mental health

Comparison arises
It causes an earthquake
This is the perfect timing
To become awake.
Noticing this - is enough. The mind remembers the neural paths of awareness and each time it will get easier.
silvervi Dec 2024
It's impossible for your past to repeat itself. Every moment is new.
Let's not assume that our future will resemble our past. Let's give it a chance to be sth we can't yet even imagine. 🙏
Kundai N Dec 2024
Simple words are spoken, wise or foolish too,
Laughter or scorn, the listener's point of view.

Wisdom from simple lips, a paradox to share,
Dismissed by the wise, with no one to care.

Experts watch with critical eyes,
Foolishness implied, in simple surprise.

Let us beware, of biases we hold,
And wisdom's sources, where'er they unfold.
Ember Nov 2024
from ambiguity is insight born.
minds, both clever and not,
all conceive many a thought.

in attempt to interpret,
ideas are set into motion,
building a creative notion.

through presence of equivocation,
wit is given liberty
Todd Sommerville Nov 2024
What can you do in a second?

I don't know, give me a minute.

Maybe an hour, just an hour to think about it.

Is that wrong to dedicate an hour to the thoughts of a second?

How many decisions made in seconds affect us for years?

Not hours, not days, but years.

To be clear, not hours, not days but years.

So go ahead take a second, take all the time you need.

I'll wait.
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silvervi Nov 2024
Maybe me calling my problem a problem is the problem.
Thoughts before I go to bed.
Luke Vandillen Oct 2024
Leaves still falling all around
Painting holy hallowed ground
Shades of red, orange, yellow, and brown
The trees as kings have lost their crowns

The purest awe we take for granted
gets overlooked and slighted, slanted.
Flocks of birds or lovely mantids
This place we haunt is quite enchanted.

A holy ether fills our lungs
Our hearts still beating just like drums
Our inner truths burn bright like many suns
And creative insight our way comes.

It’s gorgeous when we do then find
pure inspiration in our minds
no longer feeling trapped, confined
the gift to see our peers as kind.

It’s practically our civic duty
to show these people their inner beauty

The light that touches everything
Is the light within you that makes you sing.
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